Chapter 477: It's Time to Harvest [1/2]

Solan City, Phoenix-Tail Flower Chamber of Commerce.

Windsor stood by the window and looked down at the entire city through the glass. She was like a statue, motionless and in a daze.

Beside her was an old white-haired man who sat in a mechanical wheelchair. His aura was as weak as a candle in the wind. At this moment, his turbid eyes sized up everything below.

He said with a hoarse voice afterward. 

"There's no need to take it to heart. We've already expected this outcome, haven't we?

"It's just a pity for that young fellow..."

Regret shrouded his wrinkled face as he spoke.

"Had that plane completely collapsed?"

Windsor turned around and looked at the open-minded old white-haired man, her eyes dimmed.

"Teacher, I entered to investigate…Not only had that plane collapsed, but it also fell into the abyss.

"I sensed spider goddess Lolita's aura from above.